Beast World: Rise to Power with the Offspring System

"Where are the academy head and his wife?" Zhu Yin asked, barely suppressing his anger, as he inquired the steward of Qilin Academy.

The situation was so sudden that everyone was bewildered, not sure what to do, and with the presence of this old ancestor, no one dared to breathe too loudly.

Zhu Ziyue was the external affairs steward of Qilin Academy, responsible for all the affairs of the academy.

He immediately stepped forward and said, "Reporting to the great uncle, the academy head is in seclusion, and his wife has gone to fetch him. They will arrive before the auspicious time for the ceremony."

As he spoke, the tardy academy head Zhu Min, and the head's wife from the Ji Family arrived.

Zhu Min was still unaware of what had happened, knowing only that there had been a disturbance that had caused the old ancestor to leave his retreat and that it was happening at the engagement feast.

Hurrying over, he saw that the guests' gazes towards them were strange, lacking the usual respect and admiration, replaced only by contempt and regret.

Moreover, the people from Qingluan Palace had left, except for one steward in charge of affairs.

A pregnant woman with a prominent belly was suspended in the air, her face full of indignation, yet her eyes were extremely calm and collected, clearly not an easy opponent to deal with.

Could it be that his son had committed some indiscretion, even gotten someone pregnant, and caused a scene at the engagement feast!

"Paying respects to Great Uncle, how come you've left your seclusion?" Zhu Min hurried forward and respectfully saluted.

Zhu Yin first glanced at Sally, then a Thunder Bamboo Whip appeared in his hand, and he harshly lashed it across Zhu Min's body!

Being struck with the Thunder Bamboo Whip was like being hit by lightning, and it made a 'rumbling' sound with every strike.

"A father's fault for not teaching his son; I won't punish him, only you!" Although Zhu Min was not his descendant, as a member of the Zhu clan, he had the authority to discipline.

Since Sally had already brought the disgrace of Qilin Academy to light for all to see, the matter had to be handled in public.

Indeed, it was Zhu Qihong who had caused the trouble, and Zhu Min bore the whip without a single word of complaint, immediately turning to Zhu Ziyue to inquire what had happened.

Zhu Ziyue did not dare to withhold anything and told Zhu Min and the Ji Family's head's wife everything, leaving nothing out.

After hearing everything, Zhu Min was seething with rage. "Great Uncle, may I borrow the Thunder Bamboo Whip to use on your undutiful grandson?"

"It's yours," Zhu Yin said as he tossed the Thunder Bamboo Whip to Zhu Min.

"Academy head, you mustn't do this! If you strike him, how is the boy to live his life afterward? He is also at the Half-step Divine Realm, ranking first on the Star Cloud Rankings of Divine Mountain Mansion!"

"That's the misfortune of the Star Cloud Rankings! How dare he consider using his own brother as a sacrifice. What a heartless son, capable of such evil, harming his own brother; I am the sinner of Qilin Academy!"

With these words, Zhu Min bowed deeply to the onlooking guests, his body bending almost to the ground.

Seeing this, the head's wife from the Ji Family glared hatefully at Sally; today's incidents were all because of her... Dismembering her a thousand times would not be too much!

Though she could have consumed her with hatred, she maintained her composure. No matter what, they couldn't afford to let the situation spiral further into disadvantage.

"Sally, Miss Sally. Initially making Zhu Sanlang the sacrifice wasn't Zhu Qihong's idea, he was still a child back then, ignorant of everything. It was I who was displeased by him; if you have any grievances, direct them at me, and don't involve the innocent."

"Perhaps it was your idea, but that makes you his accomplice! He's definitely not innocent!" Sally replayed the video of Zhu Qihong on Yunmeng Island planning to use her unborn child as a sacrifice.

After Zhu Min watched it, particularly seeing Zhu Sanlang's beast form, which clearly inherited his own Kylin bloodline, he was first stunned… then as if he had come to a realization, he was immediately consumed by fury!

He raised the whip and began to beat Zhu Qihong, who couldn't move an inch.

Zhu Qihong's eyes were almost bursting, filled with bloodred fury.

Sally said to Xiaomei, "Check for me whether Zhu Min knew about Zhu Sanlang being used as a sacrifice."

Soon Xiaomei responded, "It turns out Zhu Min is also a man of passion. In pursuit of Zhu Sanlang's mother, he was severely injured in a fight with a rival. He has been in seclusion healing his injuries all these years."

Yet he had never seen the real Zhu Sanlang. The Ji Family had someone impersonate him—this fake Zhu Sanlang was a crossbreed between a unicorn lizard and a golden ring snake.

Zhu Min believed that Zhu Sanlang's mother had mated with another male behind his back. After hearing of her death, his heart felt dead, and he let the Ji Family take good care of the fake Zhu Sanlang.

Since then, he remained in seclusion, emerging only four times over the span of thousands of years; today marked the fifth.

[Seeing Zhu Min's reaction, he must have realized he was deceived. His beloved child, harmed to death by the son he valued most—fortunately, his high cultivation level spared him from dying of rage.]

A white light from a Teleportation Array fell upon the engagement banquet's high platform.

As the light dissipated, a person identical to Zhu Qihong stood there.

It was none other than Zhu Qihong's avatar.

He had learned what had happened from his original self.

Gazing at Sally, his face dark as thunder, his eyes filled with an uncontrollable ferocity, he said, "So you want Zhu Sanlang's Divine Soul, do you?"

Zhu Qihong's avatar lifted his hand, and a drop of essence blood, resembling a kylin and exuding dense Spiritual Energy, appeared in his palm.

But in the next instant, the essence blood was snatched away!

It was Zhu Yin!

Clearly, Zhu Qihong intended to destroy the essence blood, which still contained Zhu Sanlang's Divine Soul, right in front of Sally—if he succeeded, today's farce would certainly turn into a tragedy, with no end in sight!

[Host, you can ask Zhu Yin to separate Zhu Sanlang's Divine Soul from the essence blood, otherwise Zhu Sanlang will still be under Zhu Qihong's control.]

"Great Ancestor of the Qilin Academy, I don't want his filthy blood; I just want my husband's Divine Soul. Please help me separate them," Sally said to Zhu Yin.

Zhu Yin looked at the drop of essence blood and responded, "It can be done, but the Divine Soul has already fused with this drop of essence blood, and it's difficult to separate. It will take at least seven days."

[For him, it's actually just a moment's work. He probably wants to keep the host here for now.] Xiaomei reminded Sally.

Sally looked at Zhu Yin, "Do you really need seven days?"

Her tone was one of utter disbelief.

Zhu Yin: "…Yes!"

"It's not that I can't wait seven days, it's just…" Sally's gaze shifted to Zhu Qihong's avatar, unmistakable murderous intent flickering in her eyes.

Zhu Yin immediately understood and sent a surge of Divine Power flying towards Zhu Qihong.

Seeing this, the Ji Family screamed out, "No—"

Zhu Qihong's avatar immediately tried to flee but was still locked onto by the Divine Power!

Everyone watched as the Divine Power ultimately pierced through the head of Zhu Qihong's avatar!

The avatar possessed no Demon Core, only a Divine Soul, which held one-third of the original's soul power.

This strike nearly directly damaged one-third of the original's Divine Soul!

The avatar fell to the ground and died!

The original Zhu Qihong, whose body was under control, immediately paled as if his face were covered with gold leaf, and he passed out.

Zhu Yin no longer restrained him. Watching him fall to the ground and taken into the Ji Family's embrace…the scene was indeed quite pitiable.

But remembering their previous evil deeds, one couldn't help but think it was all self-inflicted.